I talked

to dad today, actually a lot tonight. Just asking for advice on some decisions I need to make and what direction to go towards. It was actually a good talk and I felt much better afterwards. It is funny how one can be so afraid to talk to someone because they may hurt their feelings or may not like what that person has to say but in reality what do you have to loose.

If that person loves you even though they may be mad at first but should come around and want to talk about it - you would think. We as a family never really talked "deep" stuff until recently. Well probably since dad was diagnosed. some of us have been talking to each other more and not just about the weather and it makes you realize no matter what happens in your life, or whatever choices you make or whatever has happened, even if your family doesn't agree with it they will always be there by your side. And that is a wonderful, blessed gift to have in one's life.

It is funny how "talking" comes easy to some and so difficult for others - I never thought of dad as much as a deep talker, mom yes, dad was more about the kids and the weather and of course golf, but "deep, deep talk" not really. We had some deep conversations he and I did while at the hospital towards the end and I loved them and I cherish them each day. I think I get it from him not much of a "deep talker", more of a deep writer. I can write forever and ever but to come face to face with someone and have deep conversations its hard sometimes to do, but I am working on it.

I love and miss you dad.

Much love to all,